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#Rust -- FlickrFriday
The Car -- This is a Plymouth Cranbrook. It was made from 1951 - 1953. I believe this to be a 1951 model but I could be wrong. It sits on a levelled pad at the corner of the road and a driveway, displaying the owner's street address where the license plate once rested.
The Title -- "Rust Never Sleeps" is an album by Neil Young, released in 1979. Neil Young's music was the soundtrack to my teenage years and beyond. This title is like a poem all on its own, with so much meaning tied up in just three words.
Another one ticked off my bucket list: the wrecked Plassey on Inis Oirr. I'm sure I'll be coming back here later on with more gear to shoot it again.
American Red Squirrel.
Between 10 5/8 and 15 1/4 inches long. The smallest tree squirrel in its range. Rust-red to grayish red above, brightest on sides; white or grayish-white below. In winter black lines separate reddish back from whitish belly. Tail is similar to back color, but is outlined with broad black band edged with white. In summer its coat is duller. In winter has prominent ear tufts.
They are often abundant in any kind of forest: natural coniferous forests, pine plantations, mixed or hardwood forests; often around buildings.
They range throughout much of Alaska and Canada; in the continental United States south through the Rocky Mountain states and east from Iowa to north Virginia. They are also in the Alleghenies.
Kensington Metropark, Livingston County, Michigan.
This image was composed while hiking in the Big Morongo Canyon Preserve in Southern California. The typical hiker - new to the canyon - will be shocked to see this rusted-out car sitting there, in the middle of wild and forbidding terrain.
A local newspaper once profiled the sight, describing a poor post-war Ford lying in the canyon. "Unfortunately it has seen better days. Not only was it pushed off the cliff above, a huge rock fell on it, every piece of trim has been stripped off, and it was used for target practice."
An interesting human element on a walk in wild nature.
I wandered up over the brow of a gravelly track, not realising it was a front drive. The white haired woman (Fiona McTaggerty Taggert, without beards) met me as she stepped out of her elderly Hyundai. She explained the rusty old truck was her son's. He's now 50 if she remembers rightly and he bought it to do up one day. Somehow that day seems to have slipped by and his dreams of a restored old truck lie rotting away in an out of sight quarry behind the Tioram cafe. She explained some vandals got to it and smashed it up. I imagine it was pristine before that
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In the port you can find lots of rust, on ships and piles of scaffolding. This picture I took in the harbour of Helgoland on one of the piles. I love the structures the rust makes on surfaces and creates art in a way.
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The table is falling to pieces.
I think it's quite pretty.
Delicious rust colours
so beautifully authentic.
Rich and deep
but not for long.
I keep finding new bits
on the deck.
I rubbed some into
a white canvas.
They made a nice
deep red hue.
The start of
something new.
I've also mended a bunch of socks.
#rust
So many awesome rundown classic cars around here in AZ; I found this one out by the Superstitions in Apache Junction. Alls I know is it’s an old Chrysler and it’s got a Fluid Drive. Blue and rusty was the perfect match for my #jimandbronco characters. #toyphotography #joecowtoy
This is a close-up photo of seaweed and patterns of rust on an iron panel on the wharf at Port Maitland Beach.
I was out doing an errand yesterday and came across this old truck. I didn't have my camera with me but I had my phone so I took some pictures with what I had I'm very happy with that I got!
Check out my Instagram for more pictures of this relic! instagram.com/the.nerwin